I didn't know that Brianna drowned trying to find me. Scarlett told me it was because the child was playing recklessly that he fell into the water. After his death, I was also depressed for a while..."
"But Dashiell, none of this is my fault."
I looked at him with disappointment, laughing coldly.
Not his fault?
He couldn't see my hysteria and breakdown back then.
Even if he didn't know anything.
Why wasn't he willing to handle the child's funeral arrangements?
What was he doing with Scarlett when I was crying and fainting?
I can't forgive him, and I won't forgive him.
I pushed his hand away forcefully.
"Lorne, you don't deserve to be the child's father!"
Brianna never felt a father's love after that first year since his birth.
Rather than that, it would have been better not to give him any love from the start.
Lorne's eyes reddened.
"It's all my fault. Hit me... beat me to death."
He grabbed my hand and started slapping his own face with it.